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Solace of the Heart



Starless nights of sweet deception

Cloak the tears of what we cry.

For in our dreams, our hearts are broken

And reality’s our faithless lie.



The only thing that makes us human

Is the fact that we can feel.

But we are scarred by sympathy

For the corpses on which we kneel.



Stormy skies of Satan’s scorn

Will shower us with blood.

As we pay for sins, that makes us weak

And we look at what we’ve done.



Raptured wings will gather us

From this earth and blessed curse.

Demonic angels will rip our souls

From redemption undeserved.



Left behind are broken children

Who are guests in this masquerade.

They walk the streets of solemn cities

Wishing they would be saved.



With towering walls of shattered glass

Built with nothing but deceit.

They hide behind the emptiness

Of the fate we long to meet.



The memoirs of our many scars

And the malevolence of time

Create a haunting symphony

But to listen would be a crime.



Tangled in this web we weave

Are the words we never say.

A menagerie of wicked rhymes

And the crooked games we play.



Defeated trials of agony

And a field of screams apart

A one way street to a tragic place

Lies in the solace of the heart.